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Jan 2013
I feel easy shaking under my skin.
I want to jump out,
to become free!
Help me!
You know that, as well as he,
he gives life to the music
and you can give it to me.
Tonight I need space
I want to give myself to your fingers
and let you to take the best of me
like he out of  the guitar.
I don’t mind even pain,
because beauty is expensive.
Take me,
I’m surrendering  to your touch
and make place in reality
for this impossible energy
that wants to fly out of  me.
Don’t say it’s love –
just play!
Milica Markovic
Written by
Milica Markovic  Belgrade
(Belgrade)   
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